What's a Man Gotta Do

Well, it's been too long since I got back home

Maybe ten or so years

So I thought I'd stop at my watering spot

And drink a few and say cheers

To the bar that made me

And the nights that changed me

Back in my glory days

But when I walked in, they'd changed everything

It all felt kinda strange

What's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

I keep asking but it ain't real clear

Can't find a cold one anywhere

What's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

Well I look around at the leather lounge

And marble tiles on the floor

To the Maître d', it was plain to see

I don't belong here anymore

But I browsed through the cocktail menu

Looking for something I'd recognize

Oh, it's hard to sing, a drunken hymn

With tears in your eyes

What's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

I keep asking but it ain't real clear

Can't find a cold one anywhere

What's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

They've got Moscow Mules

And frozen Margaritas

For thirty dollars each

They've got little blue drinks

With pink umbrellas

And Sex on the Beach

But what's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

I keep asking but it ain't real clear

Can't find a cold one anywhere

What's a man gotta do -

Oh, what's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

I keep asking but it ain't real clear

Can't find a cold one anywhere

What's a man gotta do to get a beer round here?

Oh, to get a beer round here